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Mar 2019
I just lay here
With my own fear
I sit in a chair
Thinking life is unfair

I’ve been chasing a cause
Despite my own flaws
I just need the key
In order to be free

I’m not breathing right
My heart is my sight
My passion is my light
Leading straight to fight

Now I’m already dead
When my light lead
It was you I dread
Hunter
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Hunter  19/M/Iowa
(19/M/Iowa)   
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